Blue Cantrell ft Sean Paul - Breathe remix
You’re only lonely when your homey
Ain’t got a ride or no loot, yeah, uh-huh
Then comes the drama
Some other girl is claimin’ she’s goin’ out with you,
Hmm... hmm...
All we do is make up
Then break up
Why don’t we wake up
And see
When love hurts
It won’t work
Maybe we need some time alone
We need to let it breathe
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(by: ThatNiceGuy)
[2026-08-07]
(ID: 1821)
Music
![Chamillionaire - Turn It Up ft Lil Flip
Imma show you how to get your shine on (shine on)
Turn it up the DJ playing my song (my song)
Everybody keep on calling my phone (my phone)
Which one of y'all am I gone take home (take home)
I'ma show 'em how to get the club crunk (club crunk)
Give 'em something thats goin' rattle that trunk (that trunk)
Tip ya cups up until ya get drunk (get drunk)
Tell the DJ to play it loud and turn the beat up..
[Chamillionaire]
Give me that million dollar beat and let me show you what to do with it
(Who that is??) That's the illest rapper choppin' and screwin' it
Couldnt snatch the game that's what they told me, so I'm provin it
Put the truth in Texas with Scott Storch and you got you a hit
Hittin never miss rep yo click and throw 'em high
Because Chamillionaire's the anwser to the game like Allen I
Middle fingaz to the sky, if they don't like that reply
Cause any DJ that deny is a mother fu errrwwwee lie
So give the ladies what that want
Got 'em racin' to the front of the stage
to feel the bass and tell the DJ turn it up (Turn it Up)
Yeaah Sound of Revenge saying Universal to go get my plaque
Rappin's dead so I'ma bring it back, like DJ's do when they hear my track
Check out my track record, they'll say I'ma track wrecka](https://4topix.com/ThumbnailsPost/Chamillionaire_Ft_Lil_Flip_-_Turn_It_Up_chamillio.jpeg)
![Fat Joe ft Remy Ma - Lean Back
I don't give a fuck 'bout your fault or mishappenin's,
Nigga we from the Bronx, New York... shit happens,
Kids clappin' love to spark the place,
Half the niggas on the squad got a scar on they face,
It's a cold world, and this is ice,
Half a mil' for the charm, nigga this is life.
Got the phantom in front building Trinity Ave.
10 years been legit they still figure me bad.
As a youngin', I was too much to cope with.
Why you think, mo'fuckers nick-named me, Cook Coke shit.
Should've been called armed robbery, extorsion or maybe grand larceny...
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle,
This long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble.
Came out the gate, no I didn't flow Joe shit.
Fat nigga with shotty was the logo kid.
[Chorus]
Said my niggas don't dance,
we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.
I said my niggas don't dance,
See we just pull up our pants and,
Do the Roc-away.
Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back.](https://4topix.com/ThumbnailsPost/Fat_Joe_Ft_Remy_Ma_-_Lean_Back_fatttjoeee_leanba.jpeg)
